| In spring time | G Am | |
| When you haven't got a dime | C Am | |
| In spring time | G Am | |
| When life seems a crime | C Am | |
| Well come on over | G C | |
| Cry on my shoulder, we'll drink | Am |
| Broken hearted wine | G C | |
| tastes fine in the spring time | Am D G |
| So you finally see his face at last | G Am | |
| You hope that the pain will pass | C Am | |
| You thought he was the only boy | G Am | |
| In this universe for you | C Am | |
| Well come on over | G C | |
| Cry on my shoulder, we'll drink | Am |
| Broken hearted wine | G C | |
| tastes fine in the spring time | Am D G | |
| Broken hearted wine | G C | |
| tastes fine in the spring time | Am D G |
| So you don't know what to do | Em Am | |
| There's just one cure for you | Em C | |
| Well come on over | G C | |
| Cry on my shoulder, we'll drink | Am |
| Broken hearted wine | G C | |
| tastes fine in the spring time | Am D G | |
| Broken hearted wine | G C | |
| tastes fine in the spring time | Am D G |
| In spring time | G Am | |
| You haven't got a dime | C Am | |
| There is no reason | G Am | |
| And I haven't found any rhyme | C Am G |